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gatekeeperdra.livejournal.com in code_geassThis is a continuation of my fanfiction.
Title: You Are Mine.
Chapter 2
Summary: The results of a night alone and a geass...
Pairing: LuluSuzaLulu
Rating: NC-17. SMUT.
Spoilers: None.
School began as soon as all the pathways and roads were clear enough to allow transit. Suzaku
was surprisingly reluctant to leave Lelouche’s company, but knew it was necessary. After all,
his continued presence around Lulu might arouse suspicion out of people over both himself and
Lulu, and that was something that Suzaku had to avoid at all costs.
Still, it almost physically hurt to be too far away from Lulu. Suzaku found himself avoiding physical contact with others which, while not unusual from others’ points of view, was something he was confused about. He never used to do so before. When in the student council room with Lulu present he had to seriously curb himself from acting like Arthur with Kallen and stretching out over Lulu and just lying there in his presence. He needed to be near to Lulu and it was driving him insane, but he would never bring it up with the prince. How would he phrase the question anyway? It was dumb. He would get over it.
He would have to.
Still, one day he found himself alone with the prince one day after school as they were cleaning up the student council room. Suzaku was trying his hardest to herd Arthur towards his crate for the evening while avoiding getting scratched when he felt Lulu’s hand fall onto his shoulder. His skin prickled beneath the touch, and he turned to face Lulu.
“Yes?” Suzaku asked, absently avoiding a lunge from Arthur.
“Are you alright, Suzaku? You’ve been acting strangely since the snow-storm.”
“I-I have? I haven’t really noticed,” Suzaku murmured as he stood, trying not to look into
Lulu’s eyes.
“Liar. It’s alright, Suzaku. You can tell me. There’s only Arthur and I here, and unless Arthur suddenly becomes human, there’s nothing to worry about.”
Suzaku sighed, opened his mouth to say something, then closed it, shaking his head. “It’s not important.”
“People are starting to worry, Suzaku. I’m starting to worry,” Lulu murmured as he turned Suzaku’s head to look at him.
Their eyes met, and Suzaku started talking.
“It’s...strange, Lulu. I need to be here. Not in the council room, but...with...you,” Suzaku said, the last word whispered, a slight blush tinging his cheeks, rather from embarrassment or shame at supposed weakness was uncertain.
Lulu smiled softly, his eyes gentle. “I’m okay with that. But don’t you have other duties to attend to in the army?”
“They don’t matter!” Suzaku blurted, then looked surprised at himself. “I-I...”
Lulu shook his head and Suzaku stopped searching for words, and sighed. “I mean, of course they matter, it’s just that...it hurts to not be near you. I complete my missions so that I might be able to see you again here, I make certain to stay alive now, just to make certain that I can return to school and be near you. I don’t know why and it’s driving me insane!” Suzaku said, closing his eyes and holding his head. “I don’t know why...”
Suzaku felt Lulu’s hands on his hands, drawing them away from their death-grip on Suzaku’s scalp.
Suzaku’s eyes flew open when he felt Lelouche leave a kiss on the back of Suzaku’s hands.
“What...?”
“I need you to be here, too,” Lelouche murmured, his hands holding Suzaku’s gently, his eyes soft. “It hurt, those first few months, after you and I were separated. The pain became familiar, though. But now, you’re here.” A genuine smile graced Lelouche’s face and Suzaku felt his heart skip a beat.
“I...”
“Shhh...” Lelouche hushed the soldier, placing a finger on Suzaku’s lips. “You don’t need to say anything.” Suzaku was surprised when Lelouche leaned in, but more so when Lelouche’s lips replaced his finger. But instead of trying to pull away from the contact, Suzaku felt himself craving...more. Suzaku’s arms slipped around Lelouche’s waist and drew him close, noting absently how right it felt to have Lelouche in his arms. The kiss was eventually broken and Suzaku shivered.
“Le-Lelouche...I...we...?”
Lelouche looked at Suzaku and Suzaku nearly melted. The heat in Lelouche’s gaze was nearly unbearable. That it would be directed at someone like him...
Lelouche kissed Suzaku again, and Suzaku found himself returning the desire, found himself conflicted with the desire to submit to his prince or dominate his more-than-friend. Suzaku felt Lelouche’s unbuttoning his jacket, and broke the kiss, mildly startled, yet wildly curious.
He let the prince push the clothing off his arms, and shivered inexplicably. It wasn’t cold in the room...
Lelouche unbuttoned the soldier’s collar and first few buttons, exposing his throat and a little of his chest. Suzaku, after a brief hesitation, reached out and began to clumsily unbutton Lelouche’s jacket. Once Lelouche’s jacket was hanging open, exposing the white shirt beneath it, the two drew close, lips meeting again, the tension and desire growing almost palpable between them.
Just then they heard the door open and they jumped away from each other, Suzaku picking up his jacket. Nunally appeared in the doorway, and cocked her head to the side, obviously confused.
“Suzaku-kun? You’re still here? Are you okay?”
Suzaku swallowed a few times, then nodded, even though he knew she couldn’t see him. “I’m fine, Nunally-san. I was just finishing a few things that needed to be done...”
“Nii-san? Are you in here too?”
“A...yes.”
“Why haven’t you said hello yet? It’s awfully rude, you know.”
Lulu smiled slightly, and walked over to his sister and hugged her. “I’m home.”
“Welcome back. I never get to be with you anymore! What’s so important that you’re always out?”
“I just have things that I must do. I’m home a often as I can be,” Lulu said, his voice soft and caring.
Nunally gave a theatrical sigh. “Get your things done more quickly, then!”
A smile that Suzaku wasn’t able to decipher passed over Lulu’s face. “I’ll try.”
“Good. Now, Suzaku-kun, finish what you were doing. Nii-san is going to come with me.”
“B-but...I, um, need Lelouche’s help with a few things. It’s very fortunate that he came back.
I’m a little confused over some of the specifics in the paperwork.”
Nunally pouted a little, then turned her head to face her brother. “Don’t take too long. I want to spend time with nii-san, too.”
Lelouche smiled softly and ruffled Nunally’s hair. “I’ll be finished soon.”
“You’d better be,” Nunally rebuked, but a smile formed on her face. She motored out of the room and Lelouche closed the door quietly behind her. He paused for a moment, then turned and looked at Suzaku, a “come-hither” look burning out of his eyes.
Suzaku was there in a second, Lelouche fetched up against the door, their lips locked roughly together. Suzaku’s jacket dropped out of his hand in favor of starting to undo Lelouche’s white button-up shirt beneath Lelouche’s now-open jacket. They broke apart for air only long enough to move away from the door and the possibility of being overheard immediately and Suzaku found himself supporting himself over a prone prince.
“L-Lelouche...”
“Yes?”
“Why does this feel so...right? So...natural? Almost necessary,” Suzaku murmured, being easily distracted as Lelouche’s hands slid across his chest.
“Because you are mine, and I, yours,” was Lelouche’s only quiet answer as he drew Suzaku down into another kiss. Suzaku shivered and moaned quietly against Lelouche’s lips as Lelouche’s hands caressed his torso. Suzaku’s eyes gazed into Lelouche’s, and he murmured quietly, “Should we really be doing this here?”
“Everyone has left except Nunally, you, I, and Sayako. I locked the door. Do you wish for the lights to be off as well?” Lelouche replied, his voice a deep, soft, velvet purr that made Suzaku’s skin prickle. Suzaku hesitated, and looked at the light switch.
“No. If we turned off the lights, Sayako-san might become suspicious.” Suzaku blushed slightly, and murmured, “Anyway...I want to be able to see you.”
A small, coy smile made its way to Lelouche’s face, and Suzaku wavered. Lelouche sat slowly up, making Suzaku sit back on his heels. Lelouche caressed Suzaku as he pushed the white collared shirt off of the soldier, leaving Suzaku’s torso bare. Suzaku shivered under Lelouche’s gaze, then clumsily (at least he felt so) removed Lelouche’s shirt. Suzaku’s hands drifted down Lelouche’s thin frame, following the soft contours of a body not used to physical strain, yet found that there was a significant amount of tension wound up in the prince’s muscles.
He was about to ask Lelouche what could possibly be stressing him so much when Lelouche’s hand undid his fly while his lips ran down Suzaku’s jaw and neck, making any thoughts disappear into nothingness. Suzaku’s body responded to the sensations faster than his brain did, and so he found his hands wandering over Lelouche’s back, caressing and relaxing the prince, nearly making Lelouche purr. Lelouche tilted his head up and gently nibbled on Suzaku’s ear, making the soldier jump, then sigh and relax. Lelouche stopped, and whispered for only Suzaku’s hearing,
“I want you.”
Lelouche could almost feel Suzaku’s surprise, and could tell when that surprise transformed into hunger. He found himself on his back again, looking up at the soldier, and smiled slightly. The dark possessiveness in Suzaku’s eyes made him feel wanted, a feeling he was entirely unfamiliar with, though the pressure on his upper arms was a little uncomfortable. He had little time to think over that, though, as Suzaku’s lips caught his in a gentle, vicious kiss. Lelouche heard faintly Suzaku undo his fly and noticed the lack of pressure on his left arm, only to be heavily distracted by Suzaku’s hand working it was slowly along his hip. Lelouche found himself straining against the touch and reached up with his free arm and ran his hand down Suzaku’s back, eventually tangling his long fingers in Suzaku’s thick, soft hair.
The kiss eventually broke, and Lelouche had to let go of Suzaku’s hair as the soldier nuzzled the prince’s neck, tracing the curve down to his collarbone. Lelouche’s hands wandered over Suzaku’s back and torso, remembering all the right ways to touch Suzaku to make the solider squirm. Suzaku kept himself quiet, though, as he explored his prince’s body. Suzaku’s lips and hands followed the contours of Lelouche’s body, and only the smallest twitches gave away the prince’s feelings. Suzaku reached Lelouche’s abdomen, then stopped.
“What are we doing? Where are we going with...this?” Suzaku murmured softly.
“I don’t know, but if you stop now I’m going to hurt you,” was the soft, growled reply.
Suzaku smiled slightly, then worked his way back up Lelouche’s body. When their lips locked again, Suzaku was startled at the intensity, heat, and hunger that communicated itself through Lelouch’s lips. Suzaku found their positions suddenly switched, Lelouche over him, violet eyes bright with too many emotions to name.
Suzaku was about to say something, but was distracted by the way Lelouche touched him with just enough pressure to hurt but not harm. Nails, teeth and tongue played across Suzaku’s body, leaving the soldier speechless and at the prince’s mercy. He had to severely stifle a cry of surprise and desire when he felt Lelouche’s hands slide under pants and boxers, caressing his clothing off.
He was about to ask what Lelouche was doing when the slightest caress on his member made Suzaku shiver and he had to forcibly keep himself from moaning. But it was when Lelouche’s tongue traced the same path of the caress that all thought left Suzaku’s head. The sensations were all that mattered. He felt Lelouche take as much of him as Lelouche’s anatomy and experience would allow him, but it was more than enough. Suzaku’s well-trained body followed what shred of thought were left and didn’t buck wildly against Lelouche, though it was a fight for control. Lelouche’s hands caressed what his mouth could not take, and played gently with Suzaku’s balls. Suzaku’s hands clenched the carpet, and there was a faint thought that doing so might ruin the carpet, but was immediately obliterated when one of Lelouche’s fingers found Suzaku’s anus. His eyes flew open and his body arched, a shudder running through it as pleasure briefly overwhelmed all his other senses. He wasn’t certain if he cried out or not. He fell back against the floor, his breathing soft but ragged. He eventually managed to focus on the fact that the light was being blocked from above him, and vision re-focused onto Lelouche, who was hovering above him.
“Le-Lelouche...” Suzaku breathed. His arms wrapped around the prince’s neck and pulled him close, making Lelouche lie on top of him. The prince shifted slightly, and the soldier could feel something nudge against his thigh, and his face burned.
“Lelouche! You...um...”
“Painfully so.” A pause. “Do you want me as much as I want you?” The heat and barely concealed passion in Lelouche’s voice made Suzaku ache.
After a moment’s debate Suzaku slowly, carefully flipped them. With his prince sprawled out beneath him, deep black hair glowing softly in the fading light, violet eyes fixed on his, boring into his soul, Suzaku shuddered. He kissed his prince softly, at first, but it quickly turned into something more violent and tempting. Suzaku reluctantly broke the kiss, and let his lips and hands drift down Lelouche’s body. Suzaku’s hands inexpertly slid Lelouche’s pants and underware down milky-white thighs and he heard Lelouche hiss faintly when Suzaku’s hand brushed against his erection.
Once Lelouche’s clothing was well out of the way, Suzaku lightly, hesitantly, ran a hand down the erection presented to him. He saw Lelouche’s hands doing the same disservice to the carpet, and smiled only slightly. He leaned down and, after a moment’s hesitation, licked a small bit of Lelouche’s member.
The shuddering sigh that managed to escape Lelouche’s lips told him it didn’t matter what kind of technique he had as long as there was stimulation. Suzaku tested his own physical limits when it came to something as foreign as he was doing, and found that Lelouche had much less control over his body than he himself did. Suzaku had to steady Lelouche’s hips to be able to do anything at all. In the end it didn’t matter how Suzaku used his lips and tongue, for his Prince came beneath him, his body shuddering and a soft, very undignified sound escaped Lelouche’s lips. Suzaku disapproved of the taste of Lelouche’s cum but wasn’t about to say anything. He hazarded to guess that Lelouche felt/thought the same way. Suzaku moved and stretched out beside his prince, an arm draping itself lovingly across the prince’s chest. Lelouche’s head turned and their lips met in one last, languid, tired, content kiss.
“We should get dressed.”
“Yes...we should.”
Suzaku removed his arm and they stood, pulling up pants and re-buttoning shirts, throwing not-too-wrinkled jackets over them. They stood, looking around them and, seeing nothing besides already fading remnants of their grips on the carpet, decided that no-one, unless they had come in when they were...occupied...would know anything. They both hoped that no-one had. They exited together after putting all the necessary documents into Suzaku’s bag, hands twined together, at least for the time being.
“Should we have done that?” Suzaku asked softly as they walked towards the entrance.
“Probably not,” Lelouche admitted, but flashed a dazzling smile at Suzaku. “But I don’t regret
it.”
“You wouldn’t.”
Lelouche chuckled slightly and Suzaku smiled.
“Do you think we’ll ever have the privacy to do something like that again?” Suzaku asked, a slight wistful quality in his voice.
“You want to? I thought you said we shouldn’t,” Lelouche teased.
Suzaku frowned slightly, hiding his blush. “Well. We did. And...I...” he couldn’t suppress the blush any longer.
Lelouche smiled softly and kissed his soldier-lover on the cheek. “I’ll see what I can do,” he murmured softly, and lightly bit on a nearby earlobe.
Suzaku jumped away from Lelouche and put a hand to his ear. “Lelouche!”
The prince smiled wickedly. “I’ll see you in class tomorrow.”
Suzaku swallowed. “Yes.” Oh, it was going to be torture. “Try not to misbehave,” he heard himself say teasingly.
“I will if you will,” was the smug reply from his prince-lover. Suzaku resolutely turned towards the door, opened it, and stepped outside, striding purposefully towards his issued housing.
Lelouche touched the cheek beneath his eye and smiled.
Apparently his little order had other, desirable, side-effects.
I hope you like it!
Title: You Are Mine.
Chapter 2
Summary: The results of a night alone and a geass...
Pairing: LuluSuzaLulu
Rating: NC-17. SMUT.
Spoilers: None.
School began as soon as all the pathways and roads were clear enough to allow transit. Suzaku
was surprisingly reluctant to leave Lelouche’s company, but knew it was necessary. After all,
his continued presence around Lulu might arouse suspicion out of people over both himself and
Lulu, and that was something that Suzaku had to avoid at all costs.
Still, it almost physically hurt to be too far away from Lulu. Suzaku found himself avoiding physical contact with others which, while not unusual from others’ points of view, was something he was confused about. He never used to do so before. When in the student council room with Lulu present he had to seriously curb himself from acting like Arthur with Kallen and stretching out over Lulu and just lying there in his presence. He needed to be near to Lulu and it was driving him insane, but he would never bring it up with the prince. How would he phrase the question anyway? It was dumb. He would get over it.
He would have to.
Still, one day he found himself alone with the prince one day after school as they were cleaning up the student council room. Suzaku was trying his hardest to herd Arthur towards his crate for the evening while avoiding getting scratched when he felt Lulu’s hand fall onto his shoulder. His skin prickled beneath the touch, and he turned to face Lulu.
“Yes?” Suzaku asked, absently avoiding a lunge from Arthur.
“Are you alright, Suzaku? You’ve been acting strangely since the snow-storm.”
“I-I have? I haven’t really noticed,” Suzaku murmured as he stood, trying not to look into
Lulu’s eyes.
“Liar. It’s alright, Suzaku. You can tell me. There’s only Arthur and I here, and unless Arthur suddenly becomes human, there’s nothing to worry about.”
Suzaku sighed, opened his mouth to say something, then closed it, shaking his head. “It’s not important.”
“People are starting to worry, Suzaku. I’m starting to worry,” Lulu murmured as he turned Suzaku’s head to look at him.
Their eyes met, and Suzaku started talking.
“It’s...strange, Lulu. I need to be here. Not in the council room, but...with...you,” Suzaku said, the last word whispered, a slight blush tinging his cheeks, rather from embarrassment or shame at supposed weakness was uncertain.
Lulu smiled softly, his eyes gentle. “I’m okay with that. But don’t you have other duties to attend to in the army?”
“They don’t matter!” Suzaku blurted, then looked surprised at himself. “I-I...”
Lulu shook his head and Suzaku stopped searching for words, and sighed. “I mean, of course they matter, it’s just that...it hurts to not be near you. I complete my missions so that I might be able to see you again here, I make certain to stay alive now, just to make certain that I can return to school and be near you. I don’t know why and it’s driving me insane!” Suzaku said, closing his eyes and holding his head. “I don’t know why...”
Suzaku felt Lulu’s hands on his hands, drawing them away from their death-grip on Suzaku’s scalp.
Suzaku’s eyes flew open when he felt Lelouche leave a kiss on the back of Suzaku’s hands.
“What...?”
“I need you to be here, too,” Lelouche murmured, his hands holding Suzaku’s gently, his eyes soft. “It hurt, those first few months, after you and I were separated. The pain became familiar, though. But now, you’re here.” A genuine smile graced Lelouche’s face and Suzaku felt his heart skip a beat.
“I...”
“Shhh...” Lelouche hushed the soldier, placing a finger on Suzaku’s lips. “You don’t need to say anything.” Suzaku was surprised when Lelouche leaned in, but more so when Lelouche’s lips replaced his finger. But instead of trying to pull away from the contact, Suzaku felt himself craving...more. Suzaku’s arms slipped around Lelouche’s waist and drew him close, noting absently how right it felt to have Lelouche in his arms. The kiss was eventually broken and Suzaku shivered.
“Le-Lelouche...I...we...?”
Lelouche looked at Suzaku and Suzaku nearly melted. The heat in Lelouche’s gaze was nearly unbearable. That it would be directed at someone like him...
Lelouche kissed Suzaku again, and Suzaku found himself returning the desire, found himself conflicted with the desire to submit to his prince or dominate his more-than-friend. Suzaku felt Lelouche’s unbuttoning his jacket, and broke the kiss, mildly startled, yet wildly curious.
He let the prince push the clothing off his arms, and shivered inexplicably. It wasn’t cold in the room...
Lelouche unbuttoned the soldier’s collar and first few buttons, exposing his throat and a little of his chest. Suzaku, after a brief hesitation, reached out and began to clumsily unbutton Lelouche’s jacket. Once Lelouche’s jacket was hanging open, exposing the white shirt beneath it, the two drew close, lips meeting again, the tension and desire growing almost palpable between them.
Just then they heard the door open and they jumped away from each other, Suzaku picking up his jacket. Nunally appeared in the doorway, and cocked her head to the side, obviously confused.
“Suzaku-kun? You’re still here? Are you okay?”
Suzaku swallowed a few times, then nodded, even though he knew she couldn’t see him. “I’m fine, Nunally-san. I was just finishing a few things that needed to be done...”
“Nii-san? Are you in here too?”
“A...yes.”
“Why haven’t you said hello yet? It’s awfully rude, you know.”
Lulu smiled slightly, and walked over to his sister and hugged her. “I’m home.”
“Welcome back. I never get to be with you anymore! What’s so important that you’re always out?”
“I just have things that I must do. I’m home a often as I can be,” Lulu said, his voice soft and caring.
Nunally gave a theatrical sigh. “Get your things done more quickly, then!”
A smile that Suzaku wasn’t able to decipher passed over Lulu’s face. “I’ll try.”
“Good. Now, Suzaku-kun, finish what you were doing. Nii-san is going to come with me.”
“B-but...I, um, need Lelouche’s help with a few things. It’s very fortunate that he came back.
I’m a little confused over some of the specifics in the paperwork.”
Nunally pouted a little, then turned her head to face her brother. “Don’t take too long. I want to spend time with nii-san, too.”
Lelouche smiled softly and ruffled Nunally’s hair. “I’ll be finished soon.”
“You’d better be,” Nunally rebuked, but a smile formed on her face. She motored out of the room and Lelouche closed the door quietly behind her. He paused for a moment, then turned and looked at Suzaku, a “come-hither” look burning out of his eyes.
Suzaku was there in a second, Lelouche fetched up against the door, their lips locked roughly together. Suzaku’s jacket dropped out of his hand in favor of starting to undo Lelouche’s white button-up shirt beneath Lelouche’s now-open jacket. They broke apart for air only long enough to move away from the door and the possibility of being overheard immediately and Suzaku found himself supporting himself over a prone prince.
“L-Lelouche...”
“Yes?”
“Why does this feel so...right? So...natural? Almost necessary,” Suzaku murmured, being easily distracted as Lelouche’s hands slid across his chest.
“Because you are mine, and I, yours,” was Lelouche’s only quiet answer as he drew Suzaku down into another kiss. Suzaku shivered and moaned quietly against Lelouche’s lips as Lelouche’s hands caressed his torso. Suzaku’s eyes gazed into Lelouche’s, and he murmured quietly, “Should we really be doing this here?”
“Everyone has left except Nunally, you, I, and Sayako. I locked the door. Do you wish for the lights to be off as well?” Lelouche replied, his voice a deep, soft, velvet purr that made Suzaku’s skin prickle. Suzaku hesitated, and looked at the light switch.
“No. If we turned off the lights, Sayako-san might become suspicious.” Suzaku blushed slightly, and murmured, “Anyway...I want to be able to see you.”
A small, coy smile made its way to Lelouche’s face, and Suzaku wavered. Lelouche sat slowly up, making Suzaku sit back on his heels. Lelouche caressed Suzaku as he pushed the white collared shirt off of the soldier, leaving Suzaku’s torso bare. Suzaku shivered under Lelouche’s gaze, then clumsily (at least he felt so) removed Lelouche’s shirt. Suzaku’s hands drifted down Lelouche’s thin frame, following the soft contours of a body not used to physical strain, yet found that there was a significant amount of tension wound up in the prince’s muscles.
He was about to ask Lelouche what could possibly be stressing him so much when Lelouche’s hand undid his fly while his lips ran down Suzaku’s jaw and neck, making any thoughts disappear into nothingness. Suzaku’s body responded to the sensations faster than his brain did, and so he found his hands wandering over Lelouche’s back, caressing and relaxing the prince, nearly making Lelouche purr. Lelouche tilted his head up and gently nibbled on Suzaku’s ear, making the soldier jump, then sigh and relax. Lelouche stopped, and whispered for only Suzaku’s hearing,
“I want you.”
Lelouche could almost feel Suzaku’s surprise, and could tell when that surprise transformed into hunger. He found himself on his back again, looking up at the soldier, and smiled slightly. The dark possessiveness in Suzaku’s eyes made him feel wanted, a feeling he was entirely unfamiliar with, though the pressure on his upper arms was a little uncomfortable. He had little time to think over that, though, as Suzaku’s lips caught his in a gentle, vicious kiss. Lelouche heard faintly Suzaku undo his fly and noticed the lack of pressure on his left arm, only to be heavily distracted by Suzaku’s hand working it was slowly along his hip. Lelouche found himself straining against the touch and reached up with his free arm and ran his hand down Suzaku’s back, eventually tangling his long fingers in Suzaku’s thick, soft hair.
The kiss eventually broke, and Lelouche had to let go of Suzaku’s hair as the soldier nuzzled the prince’s neck, tracing the curve down to his collarbone. Lelouche’s hands wandered over Suzaku’s back and torso, remembering all the right ways to touch Suzaku to make the solider squirm. Suzaku kept himself quiet, though, as he explored his prince’s body. Suzaku’s lips and hands followed the contours of Lelouche’s body, and only the smallest twitches gave away the prince’s feelings. Suzaku reached Lelouche’s abdomen, then stopped.
“What are we doing? Where are we going with...this?” Suzaku murmured softly.
“I don’t know, but if you stop now I’m going to hurt you,” was the soft, growled reply.
Suzaku smiled slightly, then worked his way back up Lelouche’s body. When their lips locked again, Suzaku was startled at the intensity, heat, and hunger that communicated itself through Lelouch’s lips. Suzaku found their positions suddenly switched, Lelouche over him, violet eyes bright with too many emotions to name.
Suzaku was about to say something, but was distracted by the way Lelouche touched him with just enough pressure to hurt but not harm. Nails, teeth and tongue played across Suzaku’s body, leaving the soldier speechless and at the prince’s mercy. He had to severely stifle a cry of surprise and desire when he felt Lelouche’s hands slide under pants and boxers, caressing his clothing off.
He was about to ask what Lelouche was doing when the slightest caress on his member made Suzaku shiver and he had to forcibly keep himself from moaning. But it was when Lelouche’s tongue traced the same path of the caress that all thought left Suzaku’s head. The sensations were all that mattered. He felt Lelouche take as much of him as Lelouche’s anatomy and experience would allow him, but it was more than enough. Suzaku’s well-trained body followed what shred of thought were left and didn’t buck wildly against Lelouche, though it was a fight for control. Lelouche’s hands caressed what his mouth could not take, and played gently with Suzaku’s balls. Suzaku’s hands clenched the carpet, and there was a faint thought that doing so might ruin the carpet, but was immediately obliterated when one of Lelouche’s fingers found Suzaku’s anus. His eyes flew open and his body arched, a shudder running through it as pleasure briefly overwhelmed all his other senses. He wasn’t certain if he cried out or not. He fell back against the floor, his breathing soft but ragged. He eventually managed to focus on the fact that the light was being blocked from above him, and vision re-focused onto Lelouche, who was hovering above him.
“Le-Lelouche...” Suzaku breathed. His arms wrapped around the prince’s neck and pulled him close, making Lelouche lie on top of him. The prince shifted slightly, and the soldier could feel something nudge against his thigh, and his face burned.
“Lelouche! You...um...”
“Painfully so.” A pause. “Do you want me as much as I want you?” The heat and barely concealed passion in Lelouche’s voice made Suzaku ache.
After a moment’s debate Suzaku slowly, carefully flipped them. With his prince sprawled out beneath him, deep black hair glowing softly in the fading light, violet eyes fixed on his, boring into his soul, Suzaku shuddered. He kissed his prince softly, at first, but it quickly turned into something more violent and tempting. Suzaku reluctantly broke the kiss, and let his lips and hands drift down Lelouche’s body. Suzaku’s hands inexpertly slid Lelouche’s pants and underware down milky-white thighs and he heard Lelouche hiss faintly when Suzaku’s hand brushed against his erection.
Once Lelouche’s clothing was well out of the way, Suzaku lightly, hesitantly, ran a hand down the erection presented to him. He saw Lelouche’s hands doing the same disservice to the carpet, and smiled only slightly. He leaned down and, after a moment’s hesitation, licked a small bit of Lelouche’s member.
The shuddering sigh that managed to escape Lelouche’s lips told him it didn’t matter what kind of technique he had as long as there was stimulation. Suzaku tested his own physical limits when it came to something as foreign as he was doing, and found that Lelouche had much less control over his body than he himself did. Suzaku had to steady Lelouche’s hips to be able to do anything at all. In the end it didn’t matter how Suzaku used his lips and tongue, for his Prince came beneath him, his body shuddering and a soft, very undignified sound escaped Lelouche’s lips. Suzaku disapproved of the taste of Lelouche’s cum but wasn’t about to say anything. He hazarded to guess that Lelouche felt/thought the same way. Suzaku moved and stretched out beside his prince, an arm draping itself lovingly across the prince’s chest. Lelouche’s head turned and their lips met in one last, languid, tired, content kiss.
“We should get dressed.”
“Yes...we should.”
Suzaku removed his arm and they stood, pulling up pants and re-buttoning shirts, throwing not-too-wrinkled jackets over them. They stood, looking around them and, seeing nothing besides already fading remnants of their grips on the carpet, decided that no-one, unless they had come in when they were...occupied...would know anything. They both hoped that no-one had. They exited together after putting all the necessary documents into Suzaku’s bag, hands twined together, at least for the time being.
“Should we have done that?” Suzaku asked softly as they walked towards the entrance.
“Probably not,” Lelouche admitted, but flashed a dazzling smile at Suzaku. “But I don’t regret
it.”
“You wouldn’t.”
Lelouche chuckled slightly and Suzaku smiled.
“Do you think we’ll ever have the privacy to do something like that again?” Suzaku asked, a slight wistful quality in his voice.
“You want to? I thought you said we shouldn’t,” Lelouche teased.
Suzaku frowned slightly, hiding his blush. “Well. We did. And...I...” he couldn’t suppress the blush any longer.
Lelouche smiled softly and kissed his soldier-lover on the cheek. “I’ll see what I can do,” he murmured softly, and lightly bit on a nearby earlobe.
Suzaku jumped away from Lelouche and put a hand to his ear. “Lelouche!”
The prince smiled wickedly. “I’ll see you in class tomorrow.”
Suzaku swallowed. “Yes.” Oh, it was going to be torture. “Try not to misbehave,” he heard himself say teasingly.
“I will if you will,” was the smug reply from his prince-lover. Suzaku resolutely turned towards the door, opened it, and stepped outside, striding purposefully towards his issued housing.
Lelouche touched the cheek beneath his eye and smiled.
Apparently his little order had other, desirable, side-effects.
I hope you like it!
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I noticed a few spelling errors,but it's otherwise very well written.
Want.more.PORN!!XDDDDD
wooo for lulu/suzu SMUT!